I know that my adoption info is not quite correct don't judge. I don't own Smash, but I own Emmett.

Tom:

Julia called. She's definitely pregnant. I feel bad. I know she wants to keep the baby and she is, but I offered to adopt it if she ever needed me to. She said no. I said that was fine, but I still want a child. It seems weird people don't think of me as a child loving person, but I am. I called another dear friend of mine who is an adoption caseworker and asked if he could put me on the waiting list. He put me on and told me he would be sending people to check my apartment to see if I was a suitable parent. Personally, I think I am. Just these people have to check it. They came and said I qualified. I did all the paperwork and everything, but it has been six months since they came and I haven't gotten the call yet.
I woke up to the phone ringing and picked it up. It was Julia she was calling to tell me that she found out the sex of her baby. It was a little girl. I smiled and said 'that's great. "I have to go Tom. See you tomorrow?" She asked. "Yeah." I said. I then hung up. The phone rang again, I picked it up and then said, "Hello, Tom Levitt speaking." "Hey, Tom. It's Malcolm. We found a child." Malcolm said on the other line. I stood there dumbfounded and stunned. "Really?" I asked that was the only words that could come out of my mouth. "Yes. The child is a 16 month old male. Left at a hospital in Canada by his birth mother, who supposedly was a teenager. His name is Emmett. If you can come by my office in around thirty minutes, you can see him." Malcolm said. I started crying and said, "Yeah. I'll be there. Thanks." I quickly changed and then ate a piece of toast and started driving to his office. His office was called 'A rainbow of children.' I got out of my car and then went into the office. "Hey, Tom!" Malcolm said. "Hi, wow, exciting day!" I said with a smile. He nodded. "I'm sorry that the adoption process went so long, but we have had issues with our matching system and then we had a ton of people we had to match children with. I'm really sorry. Emmett and his caseworker will be here any minute. Feel free to sit." Malcolm said. I sat down and then started twiddling my thumbs. My phone vibrated and I answered it. "Hey, Tom. Want to go out to breakfast with me and Leo?" She asked. "Sorry, I am about to possibly adopt a baby. Maybe in a couple of hours we can all go out to lunch?" I suggested. "Sure. And what the hell! You're adopting a child!? Since when!? Send me pictures!" Julia said. "His name is Emmett, he's 18 months old, and I have been trying to adopt a child for over six months. I'll send photos when I meet him. I got to go." I said and hung up. "She sounds excited." Malcolm said. "Yeah. She's having a baby in a couple of months, I think it's all the pregnancy hormones." I said. There was then a knock at the door. Malcolm opened the door and a tall woman with dark hair tied in a bun, walked into the room carrying a bundle of blankets.